Fu Yue was only wearing a snow-white middle coat, a thin and slender figure, and the dagger she held in her hand.

Sharp and shiny.

Just a fraction of a moment will cut the man's white neck.

Fu Yue's face was expressionless, the side face was white, and the eyes were extremely dark.

This person is definitely not Yan Qi.

Not her Britney.

A touch of panic and a blank space in his heart made Fu Yue almost unable to hold the dagger in his hand.

Xiao Tiantian has no trace of existence in the six realms of reincarnation, but he can accompany her from one small world after another.

He was no ordinary mortal.

If she just disappeared, then she would never find that person again.

The snow-white fingertips trembled, Fu Yue pursed her lips slightly, her eyes were ruthless, and the heavy ink color was almost smudged.

The man was silent for a long time.

Only then did he raise his hand slightly, pinched Fu Yue's hand holding the dagger, and said indifferently: "The dagger is sharp, put it down, I'm afraid you will hurt yourself." ”

His voice sounded very light, as if he was saying something that had nothing to do with him, which was indifference engraved in his bones.

Held by the beauty on the other side.

The coolness of your fingertips.

Fu Yue was stunned for a moment, then violently broke away from the other party's hand, and the dagger in his hand turned around and slashed towards the other party.

The sound of a sharp blade entering the flesh sounded.

The gentle and beautiful man actually stretched out his hand and grabbed the sharp dagger.

Traces of blood snaked down the tip of the knife.

It dripped on the big red quilt, and then slowly merged with this heavy red, adding a bit of charm.

The man's pale fingers.

was inexplicably a little more charming by this bloodstain.

Seeing this scene, Fu Yue's pitch-black pupils shrank, and the tip of his heart trembled slightly.

The knife was obviously injured in Yan Qi's hand, but the strange thing was that it hurt more than her heart, which was stuffy and breathless.

Fu Yue pursed her lips tightly, and finally let go.

Scolded.

"Maniac."

The beautiful emperor on the opposite side smiled, his pale face showed a stunning arc, he threw the dagger he held in his hand to the ground, and said lightly: "You are still so irritable." ”

"That's not good...... Fu Yue. ”

The name that falls at the end of the sentence.

The beauty's voice is faint, and she murmurs a little, like a fairy chant from outside the territory, containing the far-reaching laws of the Great Dao.

Hear your name.

Fu Yue raised his eyes, and suddenly met a pair of calm and beautiful eyes.

Such an indifferent and compassionate gaze, she had only seen in the eyes of a person.

…… That's the way of heaven.

Fu Yue's eyes widened slightly, his tone raised, and his tone was a little incredulous.

"Jun Heng?"

The other party glanced at her lightly, stood up slowly, and hummed softly, "It's me." ”

The white fingertips drooped, and the blood also slid down, dripping straight to the ground, smashing out tiny blood flowers.

Fu Yue raised his hand and pulled the collar of his middle coat, then took the robe on the side and draped it on his body, and said coldly: "What are you doing in the small world?" ”

The detachment of the tone is undisguised.

"And ...... What about him? ”

Jun Heng naturally understood who he was in Fu Yue's words, he was silent for a while, and said slowly: "You don't welcome me like that?" ”

"We've been friends for so many years, your attitude ...... It really makes me sad. ”

The tone was flat.

A beautiful woman in red and black hair, with thin lips one by one.

Fu Yue looked back coldly and sneered.

"Friends?"

"Sad?".

"Heh, I don't know, Heavenly Dao will also have seven emotions and six desires, and it will also be sad?"